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Sunday, 18 October 2009

The 7 Menopausal Dwarfs

Never know whether it's climate change or the change of life, fibromyalgia or the wind direction causing my symptoms, but tick all of the above.

Itchy? A flea-bitten moggy scratches less that I do!

As for Sweaty, I like being too hot better than being too cold, but there's a limit, which is definitely exceeded when I'm drowning in a river of sweat despite having stripped down to a strappy top, outdoors, in October, in the UK. If I go anywhere now, I get so hot that by the time I get home, I have to peel my soggy clothes off and dash for the shower ... and I'm glad of the sweat, because without, I'd worry I might spontaneously combust.

Currently, these symptoms - especially the hot flushes - are making me feel so ill that travelling anywhere is becoming more and more difficult and unpleasant. I don't like going anywhere on my own any more, because, as soon as I do, I get hot flushes and along with them extreme nausea, lightheadedness, dizziness and general spaced-outiness. Then I end up on the floor, vulnerable.

On Thursday afternoon, I was coming home from the hospital in Southampton on the train and in near panic - because I honestly didn't know if I was going to make it without either being sick or passing out - was desperately clawing through my travelling pharmacy (a.k.a. backpack) for sea sickness bands, wet wipes, Migrastick and whatever, to try to calm it all and hang on.

The nice gynaecologist I saw at the hospital asked me a slew of questions about menopause symptoms too. On the one hand, I was glad someone cared enough to ask. On the other, as the first question he asked me was my age, it thought it a bit indelicate to sort of take it for granted.

Then again, he could hardly miss Bloaty, Bitchy and Psycho coming his way!

Sleepy nodded off, involuntarily, no less than three times yesterday, but then that could be the menopause, the fibromyalgia, the CFS, or any number of other reasons.

They could have called Forgetful, Foggy! We [sometimes] remember her, don't we?

Still, if these symptoms do have anything to do with the menopause, at least there's hope that they might diminish a bit in future. And the sooner, the better. Please. [2020 UPDATE: Hasn't happened yet, so must conclude that the symptoms are entirely due to ME, exacerbated by incompatability with the UK climate.]

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